Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Devil Went Down To Georgia Composer(s): Charlie Daniels - Charles Hayward - Tom Crain - Fred Edwards - Taz DiGregorio - James Marshall First release by: The Charlie Daniels Band - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists
The devil went down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'Cause he was way behind And he was willing to make a deal
When he came upon this young man Sawing on a fiddle and plain' it hot And the devil jumped Up on a hickory stump And said boy let me tell you what
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy But give the devil his due I'll bet a fiddle of gold Against your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than you
The boy said my name's Johnny And it might be a sin But I'll take your bet And you're gonna regret 'Cause I'm the best there's ever been
The devil opened up his case And he said I'll start this show And fire flew from his fingertips As he rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings And it made a [sic] evil hiss And a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this
When the devil finished Johnny said well you're pretty good old son Just sit right in that chair right there And let me show you how it's done
He played Fire on the Mountain Run boys, run The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough Granny does your dog bite No child, no
The devil bowed his head Because he knew that he'd been beat And he laid that golden fiddle On the ground and Johnny's feet
Johnny said, Devil just come on back If you ever want to try again I done told you once you son of a bitch I'm the best there's ever been
And he played Fire on the Mountain Run boys, run The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough Granny does your dog bite No child, no
Caroline, Caroline
Composer(s): Louis Benech - Vincent Scotto
Performer(s): André Bourvil; Mireille Ponsard
Voilà huit heures qui sonnent, c'est dimanche coco Déjà l'soleil rayonne à travers les rideaux J'ai touché ma quinzaine, si tu le veux tantôt Nous irons à Vincennes, dîner au bord de l'eau Vite en bas du lit, passe moi mes habits Et jetons du jus dans Paris
Caroline, Caroline, mets tes p'tits souliers vernis Ta robe blanche des dimanches Et ton grand chapeau fleuri Caroline, Caroline, t'arrêt' pas comm' ça en ch'min Marche plus vite, ma petite Tu vas nous fair' rater l'train
Installons-nous ma chère sur le bord du talus Mets un journal par terre, on va manger là-d'ssus Pourquoi qu'tu fais la tête, tu n'as qu'à faire comme moi Quand on n'a pas d'fourchettes, on mange avec les doigts T'as fini déjà, ah! quel estomac Où qu't'as donc fourré tout ça?
Caroline, Caroline, on a tout d'même bien dîné Plus personne, viens mignonne C'est l'moment d'aller s'prom'ner Caroline, Caroline, les p'tits oiseaux font cui-cui Sur la mousse, fraîche et douce Moi j'le ferais bien aussi
Mais là-bas il y a la fête, j'entends l'accordéon Prépare tes gambettes, on va faire un boston J'cède à tous tes caprices, j'te paie un mirliton Un cochon d'pain d'épice, ous' qu'il y a mon nom Tu le mangeras Quand j'serai pas là Ça t'fera penser à moi
Caroline, Caroline, relév' ta jupe en dansant Aie d'l'allure, va en mesure On s'croirait chez l'Président Caroline, Caroline, qu'est c'qu'ils ont à nous r'garder Tu m'fais honte, allons, r'monte Ton pantalon qu'est tombé
C'est pas d'chance, ma poulette, voilà qu'il tombe de l'eau Mets ta jupe sur ta tête pour garer ton chapeau Moi j'te suis par derrière, ta ch'mise dépasse un peu Mais, grâce à ta bannière, j'te perdrai pas des yeux Nous v'là arrivés C'qu'on est éreinté C'est pas trop tôt d'se reposer
Caroline, Caroline Ah! c'qu'on est bien dans son lit Tu soupires, tu veux rire Ça c'est pas pour aujourd'hui Caroline, Caroline, veux-tu bien r'tirer ta main Pas d'tapage, si t'es sage Ça s'ra pour dimanche prochain
Flaming Star Composer(s): Sid Wayne; Sherman Edwards Performer(s): Elvis Presley; The Headliners
Ev'ry man has a flaming star A flaming star over his shoulder And when a man sees his flaming star He knows his time, his time has come
Flaming star, don't shine on me, flaming star Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star There's a lot o' livin' I got to do Give me time to make a few dreams come true Flaming star (Flaming star)
When I ride, I feel that flaming star That flaming star over my shoulder And so I ride, front of that flaming star Never lookin' around, never lookin' around
Flaming star, don't shine on me, flaming star Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star There's a lot o' livin' I gotta do Give me time to make a few dreams come true Flaming star (Flaming star)
One fine day, I'll see that flaming star That flaming star over my shoulder And when I see that old flaming star I'll know my time, my time has come
Flaming star, don't shine on me, flaming star Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star There's a lot o' livin' I gotta do Give me time to make a few dreams come true (Flaming star)
The Desert Song Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg - Otto Harbach - Oscar Hammerstein II Performer(s): Mario Lanza with Judith Raskin and multiple other artists
Why spend your time in vague romancing When life itself is at your call I come to you my heart advancing O come with me and you will be my all
You turn away and yet you tremble My little bird has wings it seems ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
My desert is waiting Dear, come there with me I'm longing to teach you Love's sweet melody
I'll sing a dream-song to you Painting a picture for two
Blue heaven and you and I And sand kissing a moonlit sky A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby Only stars above you To see I love you
Oh, give me that night divine And let my arms in yours entwine The desert song calling Its voice enthralling Will make you mine
Caroline
Composer(s): Ford - Hiller
Performer(s): The Fortunes
Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine There is a girl She really is fine, so fine I know one day She's gonna be mine, be mine She is so fine I'll make her mine Her name is Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine
She is the fairest of them all And I'll come runnin' when she calls She is the girl The girl of my dreams, my dreams She's on my mind Forever it seems, it seems We'll hope forever We'll dream together Just me and Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine Caroline, Carol-i-yi-yi-yine ...
The Deepest Shelter In Town Composer(s): Jones Performer(s): Florence Desmond
Don't run away mister Oh, stay and play mister Don't worry if you hear the sirens go Though I'm not a lady of the highest virtue I wouldn't dream of letting anything hurt you And so before you go, I think you ought to know
I've got a cosy flat, there's a lace for your hat I wear a pink chiffon négligé gown And do I know my stuff, but if that's not enough I've got the deepest shelter in town
I've got a room for two, a radio that's new An alarm clock that won't let you down And I've got central heat, but to make it complete I've got the deepest shelter in town
Every modern comfort I can just guarantee If you hear the siren call then it's probably me
And, sweetie, to revert, I'll keep you on the alert I won't even be wearing a frown So you can hang around here until the all clear In the deepest shelter in town
Now honey, I don't sing of an Anderson thing Climbing in one you look like a clown But if you came here to see, why Sir John would agree I've got the deepest shelter in town
Now Mr. Morrison says he's getting things done And he's a man of the greatest renown But before it gets wrecked, I hope you'll come and inspect The deepest shelter in town
Now I was one of the first to clear my attic of junk But when it comes to shelters nowadays it's all bunk
So honey, don't get scared, it's there to be shared And you'll feel like a king with a crown So please don't be mean, better men than you have been In the deepest shelter The neatest shelter The deepest shelter in town
Dans le tumulte infernal D'un gigantesque bal De 14 juillet Ton cur fit à sa façon Une révolution Mais seul ton corps dansait La carmagnole Tu acceptais ton destin Mais gardais néanmoins Malgré tes airs frivoles Ton cur pour l'homme de ta vie Caroline chérie
Dans l'immense tourbillon Quand l'enfer des passions Enflammait les esprits Toi tout simplement armée De ta seule beauté Tu as su à tout prix Garder ta tête En faisant des concessions Car l'âme a ses raisons Que la raison rejette L'amour vaut bien quelques folies Caroline chérie
Tu vivais de la folle moisson Des doux printemps de ta vie Et quand tu criais non Tout en toi semblait dire oui À l'amour comme à l'amour Tu as suivi le cours Tracé par ton destin Et ta jeunesse en péril Suspendue à un fil N'appartenait à rien, ni à personne Mais rêvait à l'homme Qui allume de ses nuits Qui vous révolutionne T'apportant la joie par ce cri Caroline chérie
Flamethrower Composer(s): Seth Justman Performer(s): J. Geils Band
All day long she holds it back Back with all her might She carries a burnin' torch inside She holds it firm and tight She punches out the clock While it keeps punchin' out her life She's a flamethrower, red-hot glower Flamethrower at night The things she wears at work They hang off her kinda loose Her blouse don't fit, the pants ain't right She ain't no front page news But when her work is done And the daytime turns to night The headlines flash in neon That the girl has taken flight Chairman of the board Won't look her in the eye The fire of her vision His money just can't buy Silently she waits Silently she contemplates She can make 'em tremble You know the reason why Chorus She's a flame - flamethrower She's a flamethrower at night She's a flame - a red-hot glower She's a flamethrower at night You might think you're burnin' All your candles at both ends Maybe you should go to church To make up some amends But if you think you're fireproof So cool and much too much Don't dare go near my baby 'Cause she'll melt you with her touch I forget the darkness I forget the pain When she's movin' through my heart And when she's pumpin' through my veins She's the part inside me I never can control And she's the only reason I know I've got a soul Chorus
The Death Of Little Kathy Fiscus Composer(s): Jimmie Osborne Performer(s): Jimmie Osborne; Howard Vokes
On April the eighth, the year forty-nine Death claimed a little child, so pure and so fine Kathy they called her, met her doom that day I know it was God that called her away
Playmates of Kathy were all havin' fun The story was told, they all started to run And as they looked back, she wasn't there It's so sad to think of this tragic affair
Just like a beast in a forest that day The abandoned well took Kathy away For over two days the well was her tomb Everyone kept prayin' they'd get her out soon
Thousands were there, from far and from near Workmen they struggled, against sadness and tears But after two days, their hopes grew so weak They called down to Kathy, but she never did speak
After working so hard, both day and night Digging for hours, she came into sight The little darlin' was dead, her life it was gone Now in San Merino there's a heartbroken home
I'm sure she's an angel in God's peaceful fold Playing with children in a mansion of gold As I stand alone, humbly I bow I know Kathy's happy, up there with God now
Carolina Sunshine
Composer(s): Walter Hirsch - Erwin R. Schmidt
Down in Carolina where the sunbeams play Down where all the world seems bright Pickaninies romping all the day In the cotton fields of white How my heart is yearning to be there once more Just to hear the darkies song Carolina sunshine calls me back to the place where I belong
Carolina Sun I'm lonesome Carolina Sun I'm blue When the day is done I'm pining For a sight of you Makes no difference where I wander Any place I chance to roam When the golden sun sinks in the West Then I think of home
Flames Of Paradise Composer(s): Bruce Roberts; Andy Goldmark Performer(s): Elton John; Jennifer Rush
You're walking, talking like a flame, baby You're walking, talking like a flame, baby
Never knew what my heart would be facing Guess I must have been blind saying goodbye yo you, baby Close my eyes at night I can taste it I'm running back in the fire where I once had you, baby
You said don't ever leave me But I say that's something I won't ever do
I want you back in my arms In the flames of paradise In the flames of paradise I want you back in my arms In the flames of paradise The flames of paradise
I give all of my love just to you It's been so long baby I give you all my love waits for you Don't take too long baby
I've been making some brave conversation Telling friends I'm way better off without you Then I was living in my imagination Thinking I could make it without you too baby
My heart tried to deceive me But that's one thing it just can't do
You said don't ever leave me Oh that's one thing I won't ever do
Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom It was no infatuation But a gradual graduation From a boy to a man Let me tell you while I can The soda pop came free
Hey sis one kiss and I was heaven bound Now who would have guessed Milton's Paradise Lost Could be found?
But in the eyes of the Dean his daughter Was doin' what she shouldn'a oughta But a man's got to do What a man's got to do The consequence should be Church bells, three swells The Dean, his daughter, and me
They were dating in the park They were smooching in the dark Of a doorway for two She whispered "I love you Ooh, you know I never felt this way before Ooh, you know the elevator in my heart Has gone awol awol awol"
And then I kissed her And when I kissed her It's a wonderful world When you're rolling in kisses
Now, the paint is peeling Now, and when the chips are dowin Now, you kinda lose all feeling Now, your head goes round and round Round and round and round and round And round and round and round I'm throwing myself off this train
Hum drum days And a hum drum ways Hum drum days And a hum drum ways Hum drum days, he's got Hum drum ways, oh boy
Hey, you know I'm really earning now My ship came in with a cargo of dollars My name's lit up on the prow It's a wonderful world When you're rolling in dollars Rolling in dollars Rolling in dollars Now
Carolina Moon
Composer(s): Joe Burke - Benny Davis
Performer(s): Perry Como
and multiple other artists
Carolina moon keep shining Shining on the one who waits for me Carolina moon I'm pining Pining for the place I long to be
How I'm hoping tonight you'll go Go to the right window Scatter your light, say I'm alright Please do Tell her that I'm blue and lonely Dreamy Carolina moon
Keep shining on the one who waits for me
I'm pining for the place I long to be
How I'm hoping tonight you'll go Go to the right window Scatter your light, say I'm alright Please do Tell her that I'm blue and lonely Dreamy Carolina moon
Flamenco Epanol Composer(s): Kurt Feltz; Heinz Gietz Performer(s): Caterina Valente
Flamenco espanol La milsica del sol Gitano he gitano einfach doll Flamenco espanol en el pais del sol Gitano he gitano wundervoll
Eviva la cancion Eviva el patron Und die Gitarren Plim-wi-di-bim . . . Wie liebe ich sie Eviva el bailador Eviva el amor Und Andalusiens Plim-wi-di-bim . . . vergesse ich nie
Eviva el Flamenco Flamenco espanol Und die Musik die ruft mich he komm wieder komm wieder zu mir Eviva el Flamenco Flamenco espanol Wenn die Musik ich hör' dann komm ich wieder
Ja dann komm ich wieder zu dir Flamenco espanol . . .
The Deadwood Stage Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Doris Day and multiple other artists
Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-rolling on over the plains With the curtains flappin and the driver a-snappin the reins A beautiful sky, a wonderful day Whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-headin on over the hills Where the Injun arrows are thicker than porcupine quills Dangerous land, no time to delay So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Were headed straight for town Loaded down with a fancy cargo Care of Wells & Fargo, Illinois, boy
Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-comin on over the crest Like a homing-pigeon thats a-hankerin after its nest Twenty-three miles weve covered today So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Introducing Henry Miller Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla Aint a showman any smarter operates the Golden Garter When the cream of Deadwood City comes to dine And Im glad to say hes a friend of mine Hi Joe, say, where dya get them fancy clothes I know, off some fellas laundry line Hi Beau, arent you a prairie rose Smellin like a watermelon vine Heres a man the sheriff watches On his gun theres more than twenty-seven notches On the draw theres no one faster and youre flirting with disaster When Bill Hickoks reputation you malign And Im glad to say hes a very good friend of a friend of mine
Carolina In The Morning
Composer(s): Walter Donaldson - Gus Kahn
First performance/First recording by: Willie & Eugene Howard - 1922/Marion Harris - 1922
Covered by multiple other artists
"Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina"
Wishing is good time wasted Still it's a habit they say Wishing for sweet's I've tasted That's all I do all day Maybe there's nothing in wishing But, speaking of wishing I'll say
Nothing could be finer Than to be in Carolina In the morning
No one could be sweeter Than my sweetie when I meet her In the morning
When the morning glories Twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more Strolling with my girlie Where the dew is pearly early In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up And kiss each little buttercup At dawning If I had Alladin's lamp For only a day I'd make a wish And here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer Than to be in Carolina In the morning
Dreaming was meant for night time I live in dreams all the day I know it's not the right time But still I dream away What could be sweeter than dreaming Just dreazming and drift away
Nothing could be finer Than to be in Carolina In the morning
No one could be sweeter Than my sweetie when I meet her In the morning
When the morning glories Twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more Strolling with my girlie Where the dew is pearly early In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up And kiss each little buttercup At dawning If I had Alladin's lamp For only a day I'd make a wish And here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer Than to be in Carolina In the morning
