Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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My Mirage Composer(s): Doug Ingle Performer(s): Iron Butterfly
In my mind I see a mirage on the wall But unfortunately it's not there at all So I guess I'll draw my mirage on the wall Then it can be here to see and enjoyed by all
My mirage, I'll be drawing you soon Then all of the beautiful people that come to our home They'll be seeing you too My mirage I'll be drawing you soon My mirage, I'll be seeing you soon
In my mind I see a mirage on the wall But unfortunately it's not there at all So I guess I'll draw my mirage on the wall Then it can be here to see and enjoyed by all
My mirage, I'll be drawing you soon Then all of the beautiful people that come to our home They'll be seeing you too My mirage I'll be drawing you soon My mirage They'll be seeing you soon
Ten Little Fingers And Ten Little Toes (Down In Tennessee)
Ten Little Fingers And Ten Little Toes (Down In Tennessee) Composer(s): Harry Pease - Johnny White - Ira Schuster - Ed. G. Nelson
I met a pal from Tennessee, and with a smile he greeted me for he was feeling happy, mighty snappy, jumping up and down with glee he got good news from home today, and that's the reason he felt gay I thought it was simply great, just had to congratulate, when I heard him say
He said "I'm leaving town today, I hope and pray there's no delay I'm going to get my ticket, double quick it, not a thing could make me stay I long to see my little prize, and look in those baby eyes just try to imagine me, back home in Tennessee, oh, what paradise
"I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes down in Tennessee, waiting there for me, I never had a baby call me "Da-da" how proud I know I'll be, when I hear it calling me Oh gee! I'll kiss every finger, I'll kiss every toe at home sweet home I'll linger for they'll need me there I know although it only weighs ten pounds and just one day old I wouldn't give it up for all the world and it's gold for I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me
"I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes down in Tennessee, waiting there for me Oh, how I'll hold it, in my arms enfold it when night time shadows creep, I will lull it fast asleep and then I'll count every finger, I'll count every toe close to his side I'll linger for he'll want me there I know if he looks like his mother what a child he must be but if he looks like me then he's got my sympathy for I've got ten little fingers and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me
Quattro Lire E Noi English Title: My Mind's Eye Performer(s): Nomadi (Originally performed by: The Small Faces)
Noi, quattro lire e noi quattro amici e poi che ci importerà del mondo che non sa guardare in faccia mai la realtà
Noi, il nostro amore e noi questo amore che vive accanto a noi la gente non lo sa che la felicità è tutta qua
Se importante sarei, che farai se poi nessuno cè, vicino a te noi, con quattro lire noi ricchi più che mai e che ci importerà del mondo che non sa guardare in faccia mai la realtà
Grand Ole Opry Song Composer(s): Hylo Brown Performer(s): Jimmy Martin; The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Come and listen to my story if you will Im gonna tell About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville First Ill start with old Red Foley doin the chattanooga shoe We cant forget Hank Williams with them good old lovesick blues
Its time for Roy Acuff to go to Memphis on his train With Minnie Pearl and Rod Brasfield and lazy Jim Day Turn on all your radios I know that you will wait Hear little Jimmy Dickens sing take an old cold tater and wait
Therell be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too Bill Monroe singing em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number two wrongs wont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
There was uncle Dave Macon his gold tooth and plug-hat Cowboy Copas singing tragic romance Signed sealed and delivered with Sam and Kirk Mcgee And the master of ceremony was Mr. George D. Hays
There was Lonzo and Oscar a-poppin bubble gum George Morgan singin candy kisses yum yum Got a hole in my bucket bringin in that Georgia mill Well sing the sunny side of the mountain and dance to the chicken reel
Therell be guitars and fiddles and banjo pickin too Bill Monroe singin em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number too wrongs wont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
You can talk about your singers in all kinds of way But none could sing the old songs like Bradley Kincaid With his old hound dog guitar and the famous blue tail fly Stringbean with Hank Snow and old fiddlin Chubby wise
Therell be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too Bill Monroe singin em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number two wrongs dont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
Ten Little Bottles Composer(s): Johnny Bond Performer(s): Johnny Bond
A friend of mine gave me ten little bottles Of some special stuff that he brewed up his-self So I took it and hid it down in my basement But my wife found out about it and she told me to get rid of it or else And since I didn't like the way she said or else I went down there and proceeded to carry out her instructions
I sat the ten little bottles on the drainboard Picked up the first bottle, pulled the cork out of it And poored it down the sink That is, um, all except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next bottle and I pulled the cork out of it And poured it down the sink All except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next bottle and I pulled the sink out of it And I poured it down the cork All except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next cork and I pulled the bottle out of it And I poured it down the sink All except one little drink - which I drank
I picked up the next sink and I pulled the cork out of it And I poured it down the bottle All except one little swallow - which I sank
I picked up the next drink and I pulled the swallow out of it And I poured it down the sink All except one little drink - I think
Well anyway by this time it's plain to see That them little bottles of mine, let's see now How many bottles have I got left - which I drank
Now I'm askin' you wasn't that a awful thing for my wife to make me do Bless her little heart, bl-less her little heart, I'm tellin' ya one thing You better not say nothin' against my wife buster 'Cause I'll have you know, I'll - have - you - know That I've got da wifest little nice you ever saw in your [hicc] Which I drank
My Mind's Eye Italian Title: Quattro Lire E Noi Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Steve Marriott Originally performed by: The Small Faces Covered by various other artists
I sit here every day lookin' at the sky ever wondrin' why I dream my dreams away And I'm livin' for today In my mind's eye
Things are clearer than before Showing my the way Asking me to stay I'll never close the door to all these things and more in my mind's eye
Everybody I know says I've changed Laughin' behind their hands I think their strange
People runnin' everywhere Runnin' through my life I couldn't give a damn `cause they'll never see all that I can see With my mind's eye
Na na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na ...
Grand Jacques (C'est Trop Facile) Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
C'est trop facile d'entrer aux églises De déverser toutes ses saletés Face au curé qui dans la lumière grise Ferme les yeux pour mieux nous pardonner
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Que connais-tu du Bon Dieu Un cantique une image Tu n'en connais rien de mieux
C'est trop facile quand les guerres sont finies D'aller gueuler que c'était la dernière Ami bourgeois vous me faites envie Vous ne voyez donc point vos cimetières
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Et laisse-les donc crier Laisse-les pleurer de joie Toi qui ne fus même pas soldat
C'est trop facile quand un amour se meurt Qu'il craque en deux parce qu'on l'a trop plié D'aller pleurer comme les hommes pleurent Comme si l'amour durait l'éternité
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Que connais-tu de l'amour Des yeux bleus des cheveux fous Tu n'en connais rien du tout
Et dis-toi donc Grand Jacques Et dis-toi donc Grand Jacques Dis-le-toi bien souvent C'est trop facile De faire semblant De faire semblant
Ten Guitars Composer(s): Gordon Mills Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck and multiple other artists
I have a band of men and all they do is play for me They come from miles around to hear them play a melody Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you And if you're with the one you love this is what you do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars And very soon you know just where you are Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Guitars are made for love my band of men will always say So give each one a pretty girl and they will start to play Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you And if you're with the one you love this is what to do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars And very soon you know just where you are Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Ooh, let me tell you now Dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars Hm, come on, everybody Dance dance dance to my ten guitars
My Melody Of Love Composer(s): Henry Mayer; Bobby Vinton Performer(s): Bobby Vinton and various other artists
I'm lookin' for a place to go So I can be all alone From thoughts and memories So that when the music plays I don't go back to the days When love was you and me
"Oh, oh, moja droga, ja Cie kocham" Means that I love you so "Moja droga, ja Cie kocham" More than you'll ever know "Kocham ciebie calym sercem" Love you with all my heart Return to me and always be My melody of love
Wish I had a place to hide Al my sorrow, all my pride I just can't get along 'Cause the love once so fine Keeps on hurtin' all the time Where did I go wrong?
"Oh, oh, moja droga ja Cie kocham" Means that I love you so "Moja droga, ja Cie kocham" More than you'll ever know "Kocham ciebie calym sercem" Love you with all my heart Return to me and always be My melody of love
Woh-oh, la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la My melody of love La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la
My melody of love La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la My melody...
Grand Hotel Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
Tonight we sleep on silken sheets We drink fine wine and eat rare meats On Carousel and gambling stake Our fortunes speed, and dissipate It's candlelight and chandelier It's silver plate and crystal clear The nights we stay at Hotel Grand
Tonight we dine at Hotel Ritz (A golden dish with every wish) It's mirrored walls, and velvet drapes Dry champagne, and bursting grapes Dover sole, and Oeufs Mornay Profiteroles and Peach Flambe The waiters dance on fingertips The nights we dine at Hotel Ritz
One more toast to greet the morn The wine and dine have danced till dawn Where's my Continental Bride? We'll Continental slip and slide Early morning pinch and bite (These French girls always like to fight) It's serenade and Sarabande The nights we stay at Hotel Grand Les nuits qu'on passe à l'Hotel Grande
I like to sing James Taylor songs, and songs by Carol King I'll even sing John Murphy songs, I'll sing anything But when I sing in social clubs, just one thing sickens me a wee drunk woman staggers up, and this is what she says to me Hey Jimmy, gonna gi' us Ten Guitars? Her face has got a dozen battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Guitars were made for Rock and Roll, and no' this kind of trash Gimme a song wi' Stephen Stills, or even Johnny Cash But just when I start out to sing, some nice wee melody the same wee woman donners up, and this is what she says to me
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars Her face has got a thousand battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Oh, if I could get my hands on that big balm-pot Humperdink I'd rip his tonsils out his throat, and stuff them down the sink Oh, I wish he'd never sang that song, or maybe something else instead, I'd love to take his ten Guitars, and wrap them around his head
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars Her face has got a million battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
My Melancholy Baby Composer(s): Ernie Burnett; George A. Norton Performer(s): Bing Crosby and various other artists
Come to me my melancholy baby Cuddle up and don't be blue ... All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe You know dear that I'm in love with you!
Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too!
Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too!
Grand Coulee Dam Composer(s): Woody Guthrie Performer(s): Woody Guthrie; and various other artists
Now the world holds seven wonders That the travellers always tell Some gardens and some towers, I guess you know them well But now the greatest wonder Is in Uncle Sam's fair land It's the big Columbia River And the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies Where the rippling waters glide Comes a-roaring down the canyon For to meet that salty tide Of the big Pacific Ocean Where the sun sinks in the west In the big Grand Coulee country In the land I love the best
In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, she tore their boats to splinters But she gave men dreams to dream Of the day the Coulee Dam Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge In the year of thirty three For the farmer and the factory And all of you and me He said, "Roll along Columbia You can roll down to the sea But river, while you're rambling You can do some work for me"
In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, she tore their boats to splinters But she gave men dreams to dream Of the day the Coulee Dam Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now from Washington and Oregon You can hear the factories hum Making chrome and making manganese And white aluminum Now the roar of the Flying Fortress For to fight for Uncle Sam On the howling King Columbia By the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, she tore their boats to splinters But she gave men dreams to dream Of the day the Coulee Dam Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now the world holds seven wonders That the travellers always tell Some gardens and some towers, Why, I guess you know them well But now the greatest wonder Is in Uncle Sam's fair land It's the big Columbia River And the big Grand Coulee Dam
Ten Feet Off The Ground Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman Performer(s): Buddy Ebsen, Leslie Ann Warren, Janet Blair and multiple other artists
Who invented music? I'd like to shake his hand 'Cause music casts a spell That I can understand That must be some magician Designed a magic plan He changed his wand to a baton And that's how it all began
When the rhythm bounds and the harmony sounds And the melody rolls around Presto! Change-O! You're ten feet off the ground When the rhythm bounds and the harmony sounds And the melody rolls around Right then in harmony we can be found Ten feet off the ground
When everybody puts his heart in it Everybody plays a part in it That's how music magic is made Everybody's toes are tappier Everybody's feeling happier Lighter than air Out of this chair Ten feet off the ground
Yes, everybody puts his heart in it Everybody plays a part in it That's how music magic is made Everybody's toes are tappier Everybody's feeling happier Lighter than air Out of this chair Loping along on a magical sound Out of this world and upward bound Ten feet of the ground Oh, Yeah!
My Martian Man Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul Originally performed by: Lynsey de Paul Covered by: Mice; Julianne Regan
As I was lying on my pillow last night I saw the strangest sight A green machine with flashing lights And as I stared and wondered What it could be for Hoping to see more A Martian came right through my door "Where have I landed? My ship is stranded"
Martian Man, take my hand We are a part of whatever the stars planned Let's stick together, whatever they say
And he explained the Earth was no place No atmosphere, and I could not live there We both were made with different spheres And anyway the green man Couldn't mix with white And Mars wasn't right He disappeared into the night "Where have I landed? My ship is stranded"
Martian Man, take my hand We are a part of whatever the stars planned Let's stick together, whatever they say
Someday, but look at today (?) We've only this one End of the sun And we'll understand We will understand, understand
Martian Man, take my hand We are a part of whatever the planned Let's stick together, whatever they say
Granada (Spanish Version) Composer(s): Dorothy Dodd; Agustín Lara Performer(s): Mario Lanza; and various other artists
Granada, tierra soñada por mi mi cantar se vuelve gitano cuando es para ti mi cantar hecho de fantasía mi cantar flor de melancolía que yo te vengo a dar
Granada, tierra ensangrentada en tardes de toros Mujer que conserva el embrujo de los ojos moros Te sueño rebelde y gitana cubierta de flores y beso tu boca de grana jugosa manzana que me habla de amores
Granada, manola cantada en coplas preciosas No tengo otra cosa que darte que un ramo de rosas De rosas de suave fragancia que le dieran marco a la virgen morena Granada, tu tierra está llena de lindas mujeres de sangre y de sol
Ten Feet Away Composer(s): Billy Sherrill - Max D. Barnes - Troy Seals Performer(s): Keith Whitley; Diamond Rio
Alone at a corner table She was watching me watching her I was singin' about an old flame burning She was hanging on to every word
I was pouring out my feelings She was pouring out the wine Through the smoke and the beer It was perfectly clear That we were touching each others minds
It was love ten feet away Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face Lying somewhere in some shadowy place It was love just ten feet away
I just knew my closing song would do it I knew that I was heaven bound I could tell she was moved, but before I was through This stranger walked up and set down
He was trying his best to impress her But she never took her eyes off me When he got up and left, I said to myself... Woh-o-woh what a night this will be
It was love ten feet away Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face Lying somewhere in some shadowy place It was love just ten feet away
It was love ten feet away Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face Lying somewhere in some shadowy place It was love just ten feet away
My Maria Composer(s): Daniel Moore; B.W. Stevenson Originally performed by: B.W. Stevenson
My Maria don't you know I've come a long long way I been longin' to see her When she's around she takes my blues away Sweet Maria the sunlight surely hurts my eyes I'm a lonely dreamer on a highway in the skies
Maria Maria I love you
My Maria there were some blue and sorrowed times Just my thoughts about you bring back my peace of mind Gypsy lady you're a mircle work for me You set my soul free like a ship sailing on the sea She is the sunlight when skies are grey She treats me so right lady take me away
