Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Dear Santa, Bring Back My Daddy To Me! Composer(s): Glenn Gibson Performer(s): Irene Treadwell
I don't want a dolly for Christmas And Santa, please don't bring me toys I don't want to play, I'll just give them away To some other girls and boys
I won't even hang up my stocking I won't have a big Christmas tree Dear Santa, I'm sad, you could make me so glad If you bring back my Daddy to me
(I don't want a dolly for Christmas) (And Santa, please don't bring me toys) (I don't want to play, I'll just give them away} (To some other girls and boys)
I won't even hang up my stocking I won't have a big Christmas tree Dear Santa, I'm sad, you could make me so glad If you bring back my Daddy to me
Ceremonia Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Se despierta a la aventura ceremonia de nacer y la sangre se hace fuego ceremonia del amor y la carne se hace sangre ceremonia fuiste tú Por qué tanta ceremonia ceremonia de dudar Si la duda se adormece ceremonia de morir
For Me ... Formidable Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Jacques Plante Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Laura Fygi; Gene Lees; Caterina Zapponi
You are the one for me... for me... formi... formidable You are my love... very... very... véri... véritable Oh, je voudrais tellement pouvoir enfin te le dire Te l'écrire dans la langue de Shakespeare
My daisy... daisy... dési... désirable Je suis malheureux d'avoir si peu de mots à T'offrir un cadeau "Darling I love you, love you, darling, I want you" Et puis, c'est à peu près tout You are the one for me... for me... formi... formidable
You are the one for me... for me... formi... formidable But how can you see me... see me... si mi... si minable Je ferais mieux d'aller choisir mon vocabulaire Pour te plaire, dans la langue de Voltaire
Toi, tes eyes, ton nose, tes lips adorables Tu n'as rien compris, tant pis, ne t'en fais pas, et Viens t'en dans mes bras Darling I love you, love you, darling, I want you Et puis le reste, on s'en fout You are the one for me... formi... formidable
Je me demande même pourquoi je t'aime Toi qui te moque de moi et de tout Avec ton rire canaille, canaille, canaille How can I love you?
The Great Airplane Strike Composer(s): Mark Lindsay - Paul Revere & the Raiders - Terry Melcher Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders
I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said "Jump" I through my close and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk I pushed it to the airport and run to the ticket line Man said "Son, you could have saves the run, those airplanes just quit flyin'"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home, umm, huum
I ran to the terminal building, to fly by my airline The man said I could ride the wing and I said that was fine He said "I'll confirm your reservation, and put the plane on hold" He came back and said "Sorry but that wing space just been sold"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home, umm, huum, baby
I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire Throw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin' higher The janitor come runnin' in, so scare his face was white So, I explained my situation, he said "That's all right"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home
Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed my thing again Waited 14 hours for a taxi to come in Spotted one that wasn't full and I threw myself in fast The driver said "I'm sorry but this taxi's out of gas"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home
Toen ik vanmorgen uit bedde kwam Net as gisteren Kolde vuute en de hande klam Net as gisteren Ik had een kater en een dreuge bek Net as gisteren Ik had de blues, ja vi-j 't gek Net as gisteren Ik zit geregeld an de grond Net as gisteren Zie nuumt dat ok wl in de Net as gisteren
Mien schoonmoeder mag mien ok zo graag Net as gisteren Splitst mien eur dochter in de maag Net as gisteren As zie 's avonds op mien wacht Net as gisteren No ja 's avonds 't is meer nacht Net as gisteren Umdat zie mien smoesje niet geleuft Net as gisteren Krieg ik een deegrol op mien heugt Net as gisteren
Ik wet niet wat ze wilt van miet, alles wetten, alles zien Wa'j niet wilt dat ou geschiedt, doe dat ook een ander niet
Maar ondanks trubbels an de kop Net as gisteren Geven wi-j de moed niet op Net as gisteren I-j gaat an 't werk, verdient wat geld Net as gisteren Maar dat hi-j zo weer uitgeteld Net as gisteren Ons hemeur li-jt der hoast niet van Net as gisteren Wi-j goat der zo weer tegen an Net as gisteren
Ik wet niet wat ze wilt van miet, alles wetten, alles zien Wa'j niet wilt dat ou geschiedt, doe dat ook een ander niet
Formentera Lady Composer(s): Robert Fripp; Peter Sinfield Performer(s): King Crimson
Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shore-line Cornered by the cactus and the pine Here I wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow Down a sun-baked crumpled stony road
Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun Snuff brown walls where Spanish lizards run Here I'm shadowed by a dragon fig tree's fan Ringed by ants and musing over man
I'll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down Won't climb any high thing while the sun shine Formentera Lady sing your song for me Formentera Lady sweet lover
Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum Insence children dance to an Indian drum Here Odysseus charmed for dark Circe fell Still her perfume lingers still her spell
Time's grey hand won't catch me while the sun shine down Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine Formentera Lady dance your dance for me Formentera Lady dark lover
The Grass Is Always Greener Composer(s): Fred Ebb - John Kander Performer(s): Lauren Bacall & Marilyn Cooper
I`ll Bet Your Friends Are All Celebrities
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Can Make A Pot Roast
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Brown An Onion Is Your Picture Up At Sardi`s?
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Can Clean An Oven
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Get The E-Z Off! Ah, The Grass Is Always Greener On Somebody Else`s Estate Ah, The Meat Is Always Leaner On Somebody Else`s Dinner Plate But You Can Sew A Button On
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
Bet You Go To Discos
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Take A Valium! I Can See You Planning Picnics
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
Eating At The White House!
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First They Pass The Jelly Beans Ah, The Grass Is Always Greener On Somebody Else`s Front Lawn Ah, Somebody Else`s Wiener Always Has A Lot More Relish On You Saved The Whales In New Foundland
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Can Run A Household
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Have A Breakdown You`re Always In The Magazines
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Can Hold A Husband
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
There`s More To Life Than Husbands I Could Use A Husband You Can Have My Husband I`ve Already Had Your Husband! Ah, It Makes You Kind Of Teary Ah, Think About It, Dearie The Grass Is Always Greener In Someone Else`s Yard It`s Hard! I`ll Bet You Always Ride In Limousines
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You`ve Got Time For Luncheons
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Sell The Tupperware The Public Wants Your Autograph
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Raised A Teenaged Daughter
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Find Her Diaphragm Ah, The Grass Is Always Greener Where Some Other Tenant Pays Rent Ah, The Teeth Are Always Cleaner In Somebody Else`s Polident Do You Know Who Your Neighbors Are?
That`s Wonderul! What`s So Wonderful?
You Know Rona Barrett
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
First You Keep Your Mouth Shut I Bet You Squeeze The Charmin
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
You Can Make Headline
That`s Wonderful! What`s So Wonderful?
I`d Rather Have A Pot Roast So Go Brown An Onion And Have Some Peace And Quiet You`ve Already Had My Husband! Ah, Everyone`s A Victim Of This Ducky Little Dictum The Grass Is Always Greener In Somebody Else`s Yard It`s Hard!
Cerdes (Outside The Gates Of)
Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum
Outside the gates of Cerdes sits the two-pronged unicorn who plays at relaxation time a rhinestone flugelhorn whilst mermaids lace carnations into wreaths for ailing whales and Neptune dances hornpipes while Salome sheds her veils
Phallus Phil tries peddling his pewter painted pot but Sousa Sam can only hear the screams of Peep the sot who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups and exhales menthol scented breath whilst spewing verbiage up
Down technical blind alleys live the wraiths of former dreams And Greeps who often crossed them are no longer what they seem And even Christian Scientists can but display marble plaques Which only retell legends whilst my eyes reach out for facts Yeah, my eyes reach out for facts
Forgive Me Composer(s): Wiley Walker; Gene Sullivan Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
I left you and left you broken hearted I left you and now I cant forget I thought then that I could live without you Forgive me and Ill make you happy yet
Forgive me for all the pain Ive caused you Forgive me for unkind words Ive said I thought once that I could live without you Im paying with a broken heart instead
Ah Leon
I wish I had never made you blue Sweetheart I wish I could live it over now I know now that I cant live without you Forgive me and Ill make it up somehow
Forgive me for all the pain Ive caused you Forgive me for unkind words Ive said I thought once that I could live without you Im paying with a broken heart instead
Cercami Composer(s): Gianluca Podio - Renato Zero First release by: Renato Zero - 1998 Covered by multiple other artists
Cercami, come e quando e dove vuoi cercami, è più facile che mai cercami, non soltanto nel bisogno tu cercami, con la volontà e l'impegno, rinventami Se mi vuoi allora cercami di più tornerò solo se ritorni tu sono stato invadente, eccessivo lo so il pagliaccio di sempre, anche quello era amore però Questa vita ci ha puniti già troppe quelle verità che ci son rimaste dentro Oggi che fatica che si fa come è finta l'allegria, quanto amaro disincanto Io sono qui, insultami feriscimi sono così, tu prendimi o cancellami adesso sì tu mi dirai che uomo mai ti aspetti io mi berrò l'insicurezza che mi dai l'anima mai farò tacere pure lei se mai vivrò di questa clandestinità per sempre
Fidati, che hanno un peso gli anni miei fidati, e sorprese non ne avrai sono quello che vedi io pretese non ho se davvero mi credi di cercarmi non smettere no Questa vita ci ha puniti già l'insoddisfazione qua c'ha raggiunti facilmente così poco abili anche noi a non dubitare mai di una libertà indecente Io sono qui ti seguirò ti basterò non resterò una riserva questo no dopo di che quale altra alternativa può salvarci Io resto qui mettendo a rischio i giorni miei scomodo sì perché non so tacere mai adesso sai senza un movente non vivrei comunque Cercami, cercami, non smettere
Forget Me Not Composer(s): Herbie Kalin; Harold Kalin Performer(s): The Kalin Twins
Forget the fellows that you knew before You ain't a gonna see them anymore Forget the trip that you were gonna take Forget it all, but for goodness sake Forget me not Forget me not You're all I got Forget me not
Forget the dating ev'ry Friday night I ain't a gonna let you out of sight I'm going out and buy a wedding ring So you can start forgetting ev'ry thing Forget me not Forget me not You're all I got Forget me not
Forget the fellows at the candy store 'Cause you ain't a gonna see them anymore Forget the talking on the telephone Tell your ma to tell them you're not home Forget me not Forget me not You're all I got Forget me not
Forget the way you roll them big blue eyes At all those big and handsome foot-ball guys Forget the meeting all the gang at three From now on you're walking home with me Forget me not Forget me not You're all I got Forget me not
The Grand Illusion Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung Performer(s): Styx
Welcome to the Grand illusion Come on in and see what's happening Pay the price, get your tickets for the show The stage is set, the band starts playing Suddenly your heart is pounding Wishing secretly you were a star
But don't be fooled by the radio The TV or the magazines They show you photographs of how your life should be But they're just someone else's fantasy So if you think your life is complete confusion Because you never win the game Just remember that it's a Grand illusion And deep inside we're all the same We're all the same...
So if you think your life is complete confusion Because your neighbors got it made Just remember that it's a Grand illusion And deep inside we're all the same We're all the same...
America spells competition, join us in our blind ambition Get yourself a brand new motor car Someday soon we'll stop to ponder what on Earth's this spell we're under We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are
C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me Amava I Beatles E I Rolling Stones
C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me Amava I Beatles E I Rolling Stones
((Portuguese Version: Era Um Garoto Que Como Eu Amava Os Beatles E Os Rolling Stones (Os Incríveis) - 1967))
Composer(s): Mauro Lusini - Francesci Migliacci
First release by: Gianni Morandi - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
C'era un ragazzo che come me amava i Beatles e i Rolling Stones girava il mondo, veniva da gli Stati Uniti d'America Non era bello ma accanto a sé aveva mille donne se cantava «Help» e «Ticket to ride» o «Lady Jane» o «Yesterday» Cantava «Viva la libertà» ma ricevette una lettera la sua chitarra mi regalò fu richiamato in America Stop! coi Rolling Stones! Stop! coi Beatles Stop! Gli han detto vai nel Vietnam e spara ai Vietcong... Ta ta ta ta ta... C'era un ragazzo che come me amava i Beatles e i Rolling Stones girava il mondo, ma poi finì a far la guerra nel Vietnam Capelli lunghi non porta più non suona la chitarra ma uno strumento che sempre dà la stessa nota ratatata Non ha più amici, non ha più fans vede la gente cadere giù nel suo paese non tornerà adesso è morto nel Vietnam Stop! coi Rolling Stones! Stop! coi Beatles Stop! Nel petto un cuore più non ha ma due medaglie o tre... Ta ta ta ta ta...
Forget Me Never Composer(s): Fred Wise; Ben Weisman Performer(s): Elvis Presley
If I should go, forget me never Please say that you'll remember me I pray the dreams we share together Will shine on in your memory
Each time a star falls out of heaven It leaves the sky a deeper blue So if we part, forget me never And don't forget my love for you And don't forget my love for you
The Grand Hotel (Traditional) Performer(s): Mad Pudding
There's a place in Vancouver you all know so well It's a place where they keep rot-gut whiskey to sell They also keep boarders and keep them like hell And the name of the place is the Grand Hotel
In the Grand Hotel when the loggers come in It's amusing to see the proprietor grin He knows they've got money, he'll soon have it all "Come on, boys, have a drink!" you will hear Tommy call
Oh, the bartender laughs as the money rolls in They drink beer and whiskey, champagne, rum and gin Till they all get so boozy they can't drink no more And the loggers lay scattered all over the floor
"Four bits for your bed, though you slept on the floor And the breakfast you missed, that will be four bits more And a four dollar meal ticket good at the bar And a pass back to camp on the old Cassiar"
There's a place in Vancouver you all know so well It's a place where they keep rot-gut whiskey to sell They also keep boarders and keep them like hell And the name of the place is the Grand Hotel
Central Park Arrest
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul
First release by: Thunderthighs - 1974
I was walking through the park Looking for strangers There was something in the dark Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo Then I jumped back in a fright Was there a danger? I knew something wasn't right Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
Come out, I know that you're there I have a gun, so you'd better beware
Stop, in the name of the law If you want, you have the right to protest Stop, in the name of the law But this is the Central Park Arrest
Didn't know what I should do She was on patrol Was there one or was there two Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo I felt something coming near Losing her control Then I shot out in the air Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
Come out, I know that you're there I have a gun, so you'd better beware
Stop, in the name of the law If you want, you have the right to protest Stop, in the name of the law But this is the Central Park Arrest