Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Dance At The Gym Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein - Stephen Sondheim Performer(s): The Jets; Johnny Mathis
The Gym - 10:00 p.m. (By the time the mambo music starts the Jets and sharks are each on their own side of the hall At the climax of the dance, Tony and Bernardo's sister, Maria, see one another as a delicate cha-cha-cha, they slowly walk forward to meet each other)
Meeting Scene
Tony: You're not thinking I'm someone else?
Maria: I know you are not
Tony: Or that we have met before?
Maria: I know we have not
Tony: I felt I knew something-never-before was going to happen, had to happen But this is...
Maria (interrupting): My hands are so cold (He takes them in his) Yours too (He moves her hands to his face) So warm (She moves his hands to her face)
Tony: Yours, too...
Maria: But of course They are the same
Tony: It's so much to believe You're not joking me?
Maria: I have not yet learned how to joke that way I think how I never will
Jump (Bernardo is upon them in an icy rage Chino, whom Bernardo has brought Maria from Puerto Rico to marry, takes her home Riff wants Bernardo for "War Council" they agree to meet in hall an hour at Doc's drugstore)
Caribbean Queen (No More Love On The Run) Composer(s): Billy Ocean - Keith Diamond First release by: Billy Ocean - 1984 Covered by multiple other artists
She dashed by me in painted on jeans And all heads turned 'cause she was the dream In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name yeah Ah she said I was the tiger she wanted to tame
Caribbean queen Now we're sharing the same dream And our hearts they beat as one No more love on the run
I lose my cool when she steps in the room And I get so excited just from her perfume Electric eyes that you can't ignore And passion burns you like never before
I was in search of a good time Just running my game Love was the furthest Furthest from my mind
Caribbean queen Now we're sharing the same dream And our hearts they beat as one No more love on the run
Caribbean queen Now we're sharing the same dream And our hearts they beat as one No more love on the run
Caribbean queen Now we're sharing the same dream And our hearts they beat as one No more love on the run
The Damned Composer(s): Rod Swenson Performer(s): Plasmatics; The Coup de Grace
Black visions from the satellite sky deaf ears hear not their cries fat jackals howl at the moon flies buzzing playing death's tune night ends but the sun it don't rise tombs open and the dead they will rise black market buys your soul real cheap no escaping what you sow you will reap prisoners of the damned find another land planet of the lost land of fire and frost prisoners of the dead fear the unknown dread tidal waves at sea set the serpents free coup d'état on a global scale opposition locked up in jail domination the goons are the boss human race nailed to a cross
Caribbean
Composer(s): Mitchell Torok
Performer(s): Mitchell Torok
and multiple other artists
Oh, have you ever been down to Haiti When the summer sun was sinkin' low There's nothin' but romance just everwhere you glance And the native hearts are all aglow But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene They all stare like a statue out of stone And when they realize what's before their eyes The other girls are left all alone
Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein' When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm But from miles away you can see her sway To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms
Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky Sits a wide eyed monkey on a limb He wonders why the people go to so much trouble Just to try and be like him He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand That makes a heart feel so sublime But before too long he starts to sing the song And then he gets in the Conga line
Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein' When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm But from miles away you can see her sway To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms
Columbus searched for spices But he missed the nicest part of the Caribbean He didn't see the charms and the open arms It was the gold that he was seein' But I'm glad he missed the sweetest thing I've kissed 'Cause we're on our honeymoon I'm so sorry Chris to talk about you like this But you were five hundred years too soon
Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein' When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm But from miles away you can see her sway To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms
Fist City Composer(s): Loretta Lynn Performer(s): Loretta Lynn; and various other artists
You've been makin' your brags around town that you've been a lovin' with my man But the man I love when he picks up trash he puts it in a garbage can And that's what you look like to me and what I see is a pity You'd better close your face and stay out of my way If you don't wanta go to Fist City
If you don't wanna go to Fist City you'd better detour round my town 'Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head and I'll lift you off of the ground I'm not a sayin' my baby is a saint 'Cause he ain't And that he won't cat around with a kitty I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man if you don't wanna go to Fist City
Come on and tell me what you told my friends if you think you're brave enough And I'll show you what a real woman is since you think you're hot stuff You'll bite off more than you can chew if you get too cute or witty You better move your feet if you don't wanna eat a meal that's called Fist City
If you don't wanna go to Fist City you'd better detour round my town 'Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head and I'll lift you off of the ground I'm not a sayin' my baby is a saint 'Cause he ain't And that he won't cat around with a kitty I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man if you don't wanna go to Fist City
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man you don't wanna go to Fist City
The Damage Is Done Composer(s): Lou Gramm - Mick Jones Performer(s): Foreigner
Is there a reason For things that you say? The way you're treating me All the games I won't play Well it's too late, no longer one Don't want you, the damage is done
Will you miss me When I leave you behind? Will you tell your friends I treated you unkind? Well it's over now, and I'm on the run I don't want you, the damage is done
There have been rumors That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways To me that's no reason, it's tantamount to treason See what the judge has to say You need to find someone half as blind As I am to your games And maybe you'll find out what it's all about And it can drive you insane
Ooh the damage is done And now I feel it's too late The damage is done It's over Now I'm on the run And baby you and I know The damage is done
Cargo Culte
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Jane Birkin
Je sais moi des sorciers qui invoquent les jets
Dans la jungle de Nouvelle-Guinée
Ils scrutent le zénith convoitant les guinées
Que leur rapporterait le pillage du fret
Sur la mer de corail au passage de cet
Appareil ces créatures non dénuées
De raison ces papous attendent des nuées
L'avarie du Viscount et celle du Comet
Et comme leur totem n'a jamais pu abattre
À leurs pieds ni Bing ni même D.C. quatre
Ils rêvent de hijacks et d'accidents d'oiseaux
Ces naufrageurs naïfs armés de sarbacanes
Qui sacrifient ainsi au culte du cargo
En soufflant vers l'azur et les aéroplanes
Où es-tu Melody et ton corps disloqué
Hante-t-il l'archipel que peuplent les sirènes
Ou bien accrochés au cargo dont la sirène
D'alarme s'est tue, es-tu restée
Au hasard des courants as-tu déjà touché
Ces lumineux coraux des côtes guinéennes
Où s'agitent en vain ces sorciers indigènes
Qui espèrent encore des avions brisés
N'ayant plus rien à perdre ni Dieu en qui croire
Afin qu'ils me rendent mes amours dérisoires
Moi, comme eux, j'ai prié les cargos de la nuit
Et je garde cette espérance d'un désastre
Aérien qui me ramènerait Melody
Mineure détournée de l'attraction des astres
"Tu t'appelles comment?
Melody
Melody comment?
Melody Nelson"
From A Moving Train Composer(s): Gerry Beckley Performer(s): America
I've seen the ides of march And I've seen the fall of rome I've seen all kinds of stuff But I never see my home
If my life-line is These million miles of track One thing I know by now There is no turning back
From a moving train From a moving train From a moving train From a moving train
If every venture was A path to no avail I'd still be rolling down This never ending trail
If we had a destination In our sights We would be helpless as We passed it in the night
From a moving train (hear the engine running) From a moving train (you can get on board) From a moving train (hear the motor humming) From a moving train (see, you've gotta see the light)
And if by chance you find a woman That you might love along the way You better hold her tight Tell her everything's alright Or she might jump along the way
From a moving train (hear the engine running) From a moving train (you can get on board) From a moving train (hear the motor humming) From a moving train (see, you've gotta see the light)
From a moving train (hear the engine running) From a moving train (you can get on board) From a moving train (hear the motor humming) From a moving train (see, you've gotta see the light)
Fiskar'n Och Jungfrun English Title: Bend In The Water Composer(s): Ola Magnell; Gordon Lightfoot Performer(s): Lill Lindfors
Kom min vän, flyg min tärna Till mitt sommarsund Vagga fram längs vassar och holmar Till ett aborrgrund Glid mot land och lys min stjärna På min friarstråt Vagga fram längs vassar och holmar I din fiskebåt
Men det tar sin tid i panik och trafik Att bli fri och få sin frid på vattnet i min vik Vagga fram längs vassar och holmar Till ett aborrgrund Glid till land och lys min stjärna Kom och sitt en stund
Drick ditt vin för en gångs skull Utan oro för nästa dag Se månen lika fin och full Som du och jag är svag Men det tar sin tid att få känna rustik Och banal och gammal galen romantik
Kom min vän, flyg min tärna Till mitt sommarsund Vagga fram längs vassar och holmar Till ett aborrgrund Ro min vän och lys min stjärna På min friarstråt Vagga fram längs vassar och holmar I din fiskebåt
D, D, D, D Daddy dear, oh daddy dear do dogs have dreams, do ducks have ears? Do dragons dance, why do gophers dig holes? Do gophers dress up in their dirty clothes?
Dogs dream of meat and their dreams are delicious Ducks do have ears but they don't do the dishes Gophers dig holes to hide their candy bars Dragons don't dance and they don't smoke cigars
Daddy dear, oh daddy sweet do dandylions roar, do daisies have feet? May I have a drink of water and a dish of tadpoles? Daddy how deep is a doughnut hole?
Dandylions roar and your daddy is deaf The daisies drank the water and the tadpoles left Your eyes are drooping darling daughter and you're dizzy in the head The toads are eating dinner so it's time to go to bed
You go down Piggy Lane through the flowers That paint the hills as far as you can see And that´s where I while away my hours Hours of eternity
In a little tin shed on the hillside Where we sit and drink our peppermint tea And the candlelight flickers inside `Cos we haven´t got electricity
But I know I´ve found peace in Carey Gully And I haven´t known that state of mind before And I sing as I walk down in the valley `Cos those city-things don´t bother me no more
Well it´s taken such a long time to get there And we´ve travelled a long winding road Now I sit in my old rocking chair And my darling I never will go
But I know I´ve found peace in Carey Gully And I haven´t known that state of mind before And I sing as I walk down in the valley `Cos those city-things don´t bother me no more No, those city-things don´t bother me no more
Fishnet Stockings Composer(s): Brian Setzer Performer(s): Stray Cats; Mad Marge & The Stonecutters; The Quakes; Brian Setzer
Well my sweet baby wears fishnet stockings When she starts a rockin' there ain't no stoppin'
Singing wop bop a doo dop fishnet stockings Shoo wop a doo dop when she's rockin' Bop bop a doo dop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
Well she's got a pair in pink She's got a pair in red When she puts the black ones she makes me loose my head
Singing wop bop a doo dop fishnet stockings Shoo wop a doo dop when she's rockin' Bop bop a doo dop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
One time
Well she's got a pair in pink She's got a pair in red When she puts the black ones she makes me loose my head
Singing wop bop a doo dop fishnet stockings Shoo wop a doo dop when she's rockin' Bop bop a doo dop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
Rock it again now
Well my sweet baby wears fishnet stockings When she starts a rockin' there ain't no stoppin'
Singing wab bop a doo dop fishnet stockings Shoo wop a doo dop when she's rockin' Bop bop a doo dop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
The Curtain Falls Composer(s): Sol Weinstein Performer(s): Bobby Darin and multiple other artists
Off comes the makeup, off comes the clown's disguise The curtain's falling, the music softly dies But I hope you're smiling as you're filing out the door As they say in this biz that's all there is, there isn't any more
We've shared our moment, and as the moment ends I've got a funny feeling we're parting now as friends Your cheers and laughter will linger After they've torn down these dusty walls
If I had this to do again And the evening were new again I would spend it with you again But now the curtain falls
People say I was made for this Nothing else would I trade for this And just think I get paid for this Good night, Ladies and Gentlemen and God love you
Careless Memories
Composer(s): Simon LeBon - Nick Rhodes - Andy Taylor - John Taylor - Roger Taylor
First release by: Duran Duran - 1981
So soon just after you've gone my senses sharpen But it always takes so damned long before I feel how much my eyes have darkened
Fear hangs a plane of gunsmoke drifting in our room so easy to disturb with a thought with a whisper... with a careless memory
On the table signs of love lie scattered... and the walls break with a crashing within It's not as though as though you really mattered But being close how could I let you go without some feeling some precious sympathy following
Fear hangs a plane of gunsmoke drifting in our room so easy to disturb with a thought with a whisper... with a careless memory
I walk out into the sun I try to find a new day but the whole place it just screams in my eyes where are you now? cuz I don't want to meet you I think I'd die I think I'd laugh at you I think I'd cry What am I supposed to do follow you?
Outside the thoughts come flooding back now... I just try to forget you... So easy to disturb with a thought... with a whisper... with a careless memory...
Fishin' In The Dark Composer(s): Wendy Waldman; Jim Photoglo Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band; and various other artists
Lazy yellow moon comin' up tonite shinin' thru the trees Crickets are singin' and lightning bugs are floatin on the breeze Baby get ready.....
Across the field where the creek turns back by the ole stump road I'm gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows Baby get ready..... OooooooOooo
You and me going fishing in the dark Lying on our backs and counting the stars Where the cool grass grows Down by the river in the full moon light We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night Just movin' slow...
Stayin' the whole night thru feels so good to be with you...
Spring is almost over and the summer's come and the days are gettin' long Waited all winter for the time to be right just to take you along Baby get ready.....
And it don't matter if we sit forever and the fish don't bite Jump in the river and cool ourselves from the heat of the night Baby get ready..... OoooooooOoo.
The Curse Of An Aching Heart Composer(s): Henry Fink - Al Piantadosi Performer(s): Will Oakland and multiple other artists
You made me what I am today, I hope you're satisfied You dragged and dragged me down until the soul within me died You've shattered each and every dream, fooled me right from the start And though you're not true, may God bless you That's the curse of an aching heart
You made me what I am today, I should hope you're satisfied You dragged, you dragged me down until the soul within me died You've shattered each and every dream, you fooled me right from the start And although you're not true, may God bless you That's the curse of an aching heart
You made me what I am today I hope you're satisfied You dragged me down and down until the soul within me died
You shattered each and every hope I loved you from the start And although, you're not true, May God bless you That's the curse of an aching heart
Careless Love
Composer(s): Blind Boy Fuller
First recording/First release by: Gabriel Brown - 1935/Blind Boy Fuller - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists
Love, oh love, oh careless love Love, oh love, oh careless love Oh it's love, oh love, oh careless love You see what careless love has done
Once I wore my apron low Once I wore my apron low Oh it's once I wore my apron low You'd follow me through rain and snow
Now I wear my apron high Now I wear my apron high Oh it's now I wear my apron high You'll see my door and pass it by
I cried last night and the night before I cried last night and the night before Oh I cried last night and the night before Going to cry tonight and cry no more
Love, oh love, oh careless love Love, oh love, oh careless love Oh it's love, oh love, oh careless love You see what careless love has done
Fishin' Blues Composer(s): Henry Thomas Performer(s): Taj Mahal; and various other artists
Bet ya goin' fishin' all o' de time Baby goin fishin' too Bet your life your sweet wife Catch more fish than you
Many fish bites if ya got good bait Uh here's a little tip that I would like to relate Many fish bite if you got good bait
I'm a goin fishin' Yes I'm goin' fishin' And my baby goin' fishin too
I went on down to my favorite fishin' hole Baby grabbed me a pole and line Throw my pole on in, caught a nine pound catfish Now you know I brought him home for suppertime
Provin' any fish bites if you got good bait Uh here's a little tip that I would like to relate Many fish bites if you got good bait
I'm a goin fishin' Yes I'm goin fishin' And my baby goin fishin' too
Baby brother 'bout to run me outta my mind Say 'can I go fishin wit' you?' I took him on down to de fishin' hole Now what do you think that he did do? Pulled a great big fish out the bottom of the pond Now he laughed and jumped 'cause he was real gone
Many fish bites if you got good bait I'm a goin fishin', Yes I'm goin fishin' and my baby goin fishin' too
Put em in the pot baby Put him in the pan, Honey cook him till he nice n brown Make a batch of buttermilk hoecakes mama, And chew dem things And then ya chomp 'em on down
Singin' any fish bites if ya' got good bait Here's a little tip that I would like to relate Many fish bites if you got good bait
I'm a goin fishin' Yes I'm goin fishin' And my baby goin fishin' too
Play de blues
Bet ya' goin fishin' all o' the time Baby goin' fishin' too Bet your life your sweet wife She gonna catch more fish than you
Many fish bites if ya' got good bait Oh, here's a little tip that I would like to relate Many fish bites if you got good bait
I'm a goin' fishin' Mama's goin' fishin' And the baby goin' fishin' too
Curragh Of Kildare (Traditional) Performer(s): Christy Moore and multiple other artists
The winter it is past and the summer's come at last The birds they are singing in the trees Their little hearts are glad, but mine is very sad For my true love is far away from me And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear
The rose upon the briar by the water running clear Brings joy to the linnet and the deer Their little hearts are blessed, but mine know no rest For my true love is far away from me And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear
A livery I will wear and I'll comb back my hair And in velvet so green I will appear And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear
I'll wear a cap of black with some frills around my neck Golden rings on my fingers I will wear Oh yes, this I'll undertake for my own true lover's sake For he lives in the Curragh of Kildare And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear
Oh, you who are in love and cannot it remove I pity the pain you do endure For experience lets me know that your hearts are full of woe Yes, a woe that no other can cure And straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll find tidings of my dear