Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Man From Manhattan Composer(s): Eddie Howell First release by: Eddie Howell - 1976
Hey little lady do you love me As much as you tell me you do Oh I'm not them man you think I am The game I've been playing is through
Hey little girl do you trust me Oh I'm gonna tell you no lies I'm gonna come clean, don't make a scene I've been hiding behind a disguise
Oh I'm the man from Manhattan, ole The man with a price on his head (lots of money) The man from Manhattan, the surface is satin But the lining is laden with lead
Oh I've been a fugitive too long Running away with my fame My enemies flee at the sight of me They shake at the sound of my name
Cause I'm the man from Mahnattan, ole The man with a price on his head (go and get the deputy) The man from Manhattan, the surface is satin But the lining is laden with lead
Don't be afraid, it's only a dream (I'm only dreaming) An imaginary hero, a vision I've seen (ah ah ah ah ah) Cuckoo
Oh I know my true destination The day will eventaully come I tell you my friend I know my end (will be) When I'm standing alone in the sight of a gun
Oh I'm the man from Manhattan, ole The man with a price on his head (lots of money) The man from Manhattan, the surface is satin But the lining is laden with lead
Chi Non Lavora Non Fa L'amore
Composer(s): Adriano Celentano - Mike DelPrete
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
"Chi non lavora non fa l'amore!" Questo mi ha detto ieri mia moglie! Questo mi ha detto ieri mia moglie! A casa stanco ieri ritornai mi son seduto...niente c'era in tavola arrabbiata lei mi grida che ho scioperato due giorni su tre... Coi soldi che le dò non ce la fa più ed ha deciso che, lei fa lo sciopero contro di me! "Chi non lavora non fa l'amore!" Questo mi ha detto ieri mia moglie! Allora andai a lavorare mentre eran tutti a scioperare! E un grosso pugno in faccia mi arrivò andai a piedi alla guardia medica! C'era lo sciopero anche dei tranvai... Arrivo lì, ma il dottore non c'è! E' in sciopero anche lui! Che gioco è! Ma?! Ma come finirà...c'è il caos nella città Non so più cosa far! Se non sciopero mi picchiano Se sciopero mia moglie dice "Chi non lavora non fa l'amore!" Dammi l'aumento signor padrone così vedrai che in casa tua e in ogni casa entra l'amore
Razzle In My Pocket Composer(s): Ian Dury; Chas Jankel Performer(s): Ian Dury & The Blockheads
In my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick South Street Romford, shopping arcade Got a Razzle magazine, I never paid Inside my jacket and away double quick Good sense told me, once was enough But I had a cocky eye on more of this stuff With the Razzle in my pocket, back to have another peek
Instead of being sneeky I strolled inside I put my thieving hand on something rude I walked right out with a silhouette of nudes 'Hold on sonny' said a voice at my side 'I think you've taken one of my books' Passers by gave me dirty looks 'Not me mister' I bravely lied
We stopped by the window of a jeweller's shop 'If it's money for your lunch, I'd have given you a loan Have you got any form, were you on your own? Round to the station and we'll tell the cops' 'I'm ever so ashamed, it was wicked and rash Here's the book back, and here's the cash I never stole before, I promise I'll stop'
'Crime doesn't pay, you've got honest eyes If we go to the law another thief is born And I'll get the book back, creased and torn So return what you've taken and apologise' I gave him back his nudie book I said I was sorry, I slung my hook With the Razzle in my pocket as the second prize
The Man From Laramie Composer(s): Lester Lee - Ned Washington Performer(s): Jimmy Young and multiple other artists
The man from Laramie He was a man with a peaceful turn of mind He was kind of sociable and friendly Friendly as any man could be But you never saw a man out-draw The man from Laramie
The man from Laramie He was a man with a warm and gentle heart But when they'd start the arguing and fightin' Frightenin' and lightning fast was he There was no coyote who could outshoot The man from Laramie
He had a flair for ladies The ladies loved his air of mystery
The west will never see A man with so many notches on his gun Everyone admired the fearless stranger Danger was this man's speciality So they never bossed or double crossed The man from Laramie
He had a flair for ladies Now the ladies loved his air of mystery
The west will never see A man with so many notches on his gun Everyone admired the fearless stranger Danger was this man's speciality So they never bossed or double crossed The man from Laramie
Chez Moi
Composer(s): Jean Féline - Paul Misraki
Performer(s): Lucienne Boyer
and multiple other artists
Tout en haut de la ville Depuis trois ans déjà je vis Il n'est pas grand mon domicile Mais de ma fenêtre on voit Paris Et le soir lorsque tout s'éclaire On n'a pas besoin de bougies Il fait comme ça bien assez clair Et ça fait des économies...
Venez donc chez moi je vous invite Y a d'la joie chez moi c'est merveilleux À côté des étoiles j'habite à deux pas du ciel toujours bleu J'attendrai chez moi votre visite Là haut sous les toits dans mon logis Tous les jours je reçois venez, venez vite C'est gentil chez moi, venez-y...
Ce serait préférable Si en hiver c'était chauffé Et vraiment bien plus agréable Si c'était plus frais en été... Pour entrer faut baisser la tête Il faut s'asseoir à l'intérieur Mais on peut s'y conter fleurette Et ça suffit à mon bonheur...
Venez donc chez moi je vous invite Y a d'la joie chez moi c'est merveilleux Il ne faut surtout pas qu'on hésite L'escalier n'est pas dangereux Le tapis est beau jusqu'au deuxième Si on monte plus haut plus de tapis Mais allez tout droit montez au sixième C'est gentil chez moi, montez-y...
Il faut que je ramène Un jour bientôt l'amour chez moi Car j'ai là-haut bien trop de peine À vivre tout seul sous mon toit Je lui dirai "viens voir la vue De ma fenêtre elle est bien mieux" Quand il (elle) aura bien vu la rue Je lui ferai fermer les yeux...
C'est gentil chez moi je vous invite Vous serez pour moi le seul ami Nous n'aurons plus jamais de visite À la porte tous les ennuis Nous serons heureux dans mon sixième Il y a place pour deux dans mon logis On comptera les fois où nous dirons "je t'aime" Es-tu bien chez moi! Restons-y ...
Razzle Dazzle Composer(s): John Kander; Fred Ebb; Bob Fosse Performer(s): Chicago
Bailiff: Mr. Flynn, his honor is here
Billy: Thank you. Just a moment. You ready?
Roxie: Oh Billy, I'm so scared!
Billy: Roxie. You got nothing to worry about. It's all a circus, kid. A three ring circus. These trial - the whole world - all show business. But kid, you're working with a star, the biggest!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle Razzle dazzle 'em Give 'em act with lots of flash in it And the reaction will be passionate Give 'em the old hocus pocus Bread and feather 'em How can they see with sequins in their eyes?
What if your hinges all are rusting? What if, in fact, you're just disgusting ?
Razzle dazzle 'em And they'll never catch wise! Eh Eh Eh Eh Ah! Ah! Ah! Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Billy and Company: Razzle dazzle 'em Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous
Billy: Row after row will grow vociferous
Billy and Company: Give 'em the old flim flam flummox Fool and fracture 'em
Billy: How can they hear the truth above the roar?
Billy and Company: Throw 'em a fake and a finagle They'll never know you're just a bagel,
Billy: Razzle dazzle 'em And they'll beg you for more!
Billy and Company: Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Give 'em the old razzle dazzle Razzle dazzle 'em Back since the days of old Methuselah Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler
Give 'em the old three ring circus Stun and stagger 'em When you're in trouble, go into your dance Though you are stiffer than a girder They let ya get away with a murder Razzle dazzle 'em And you've got a romance
Give 'em the old Razzle dazzle
Billy: Razzle dazzle 'em Give 'em an act that's unassailable They'll wait a year 'til your available!
Billy and Company: Give 'em the old Double whammy
Billy: Daze and dizzy 'em Show 'em the first rate sorcerer you are
Billy and Company: Long as you keep 'em way off balance How can they spot you got no talents?
The Man Comes Around Composer(s): Johnny Cash First release by: Johnny Cash - 2002 Covered by multiple other artists
There's a man going around taking names And he decides who to free and who to blame Everybody won't be treated all the same There'll be a golden ladder reaching down When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up At the terror in each sip and in each sup Will you partake of that last offered cup? Or disappear into the potter's ground When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling, voices crying Some are born and some are dying It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom Then the father hen will call his chickens home The wise man will bow down before the thrown And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still Listen to the words long written down When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound When the Man comes around
Chez Moi
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King - R. Revil - M. Simille
Performer(s): Dalida
Chez moi oh oh oh Chez moi Y avait le ciel bleu sur la mer Le pain blanc comme le sable Et le soleil rouge du désert Oh oh oh le jasmin Dans les branches Ami de mes jeunes désirs Mais je ne crois plus au retour Car chez moi n'est qu'un souvenir
Y avait là l'odeur de la terre Le vent chaud de notre plage Ou tes lèvres avaient un goût amer
Je voudrais m'en aller Loin des villes Chez moi je voudrais revenir Mais je ne crois plus au retour Car je le sais Qu'à tout jamais Chez moi N'est plus qu'un souvenir
Razzle Dazzle Composer(s): Charles E. Calhoun Performer(s): Bill Haley & His Comets
On your mark (on your mark!) Get set (get set!) Now ready (ready!) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long Now here's a dance (a-waka-do, waka-do) Everyone can do (a-waka-do, waka-do) It's the hipster's dance (a-waka-do, waka-do) And the square cats too (a-waka-do, waka-do) Won't you take a chance (a-waka-do, waka-do) This is all you do (a-waka-do, waka-do) You just take your baby Don't you leave that spot Then you dance like crazy Give it all you got That's the razzle dazzle If your ready or not On your mark (on your mark) Get set (get set) Now ready (ready) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long
Let's get together (get together) One, two and three (one, two and three) Jumping to the setter (to the setter) Just you and me (just you and me) Put your best foot forward (waka-do, waka-do) Baby can't you see (baby can't you see) When you hear them holler And you ain't nowhere Honey, you just foller 'Cause we're sure not square That's the razzle dazzle Well, it's everywhere On your mark (on your mark) Get set (get set) Now ready (ready) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle A-going on and off If it's all night long That's the razzle dazzle Razzle dazzle song
Chez Max Coiffeur Pour Hommes Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Chez Max coiffeur pour hommes Où un jour j'entrais comme Par hasard me faire raser la couenne Et rafraîchir les douilles Je tombe sur cette chienne Shampouineuse Qui aussitôt m'aveugle par sa beauté païenne Et ses mains savonneuses Elle se penche et voilà ses doudounes Comme deux rahat-loukoums À la rose qui rebondissent sur ma nuque boum boum Je pense à la fille du Calife De la mille et deuxième nuit Et sens la pointe d'un canif Me percer le cur je luis dis "Petite je te sors ce soir ok" Elle a d'abord un petit rire comme un hoquet Puis sous le sirocco du séchoir Dans mes cheveux La petite garce laisse choir "Je veux"
Razor Boy Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan; Billy Goodrum
I hear you are singing a song of the past I see no tears I know that you know it may be the last For many years You'd gamble or give anything To be in with the better half But how many friends must I have To begin with to make you laugh
Chorus: Will you still have a song to sing When the razor boy comes And take your fancy things away Will you still be singing it On that cold and windy day
You know that the coming is so close at hand You feel all right I guess only women in cages can stand This kind of night I guess only women in cages Can play down The things they lose You think no tomorrow will come When you lay down You can't refuse
The Maker Said Take Her Composer(s): Mark Wright - Ron Rogers Performer(s): Alabama
I was taught to believe Never to doubt The man up above knew what hes Talking about So when I heard that voice So loud and clear Speak to my heart I knew that she must be near The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life And treat her right I never was the one To listen very well I walk my own way And felt what I felt The further out of touch With the master plan Well she was like a flight to the promised land The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right He placed an angle in the palm of my hand And for once in my life I obeied his commands Ill take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right Just treat her right Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be no heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right For Life
J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita J'offrirai le champagne À ses filles sans joie On se fera la fête Jusqu'au petit matin J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville gaie J'irai chez Casino Je prendrai mes souvenirs Mon avenir et ma peau Et je jouerai coup sec Le tout sur le zéro J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA Je chercherai un chien Un plus perdu que moi Si je n'en trouve pas J'irai voir côté chat J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Rawhide Composer(s): Ned Washington; Dimitri Tiomkin Performer(s): Frankie Laine; and various other artists
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Though the streams are swollen.. Keep them doggies rollin' Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather He'll bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side All the things I'm missin Good viddles love and kissin Are waitin at the end of my ride
Chorus:
Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Head em' up,..... move em' on Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Rawhide! Cut em' out,..... ride em' in,..... ride em' in,.... cut em' out, Cut em' out,.......Ride em'in .... Rawhide!.....
Keep movin', movin', movin' Though their dissaprovin' Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Don't try to understand them, Just rope, throw and brand em' Soon we'll be livin' high and wide My hearts calculatin' My true love will be waitin' Be waitin' at the end of my ride
Dettagli ((Adapted from: Detalhes (Roberto Carlos) - 1971)) Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos - Bruno Lauzi Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 1973
E' inutile tentare di dimenticare per molto tempo ancora nella vita dovrai cercare dettagli cosi' piccoli che tu non sei ancora pronto per capire ma che comnunque contano per dire chi siamo noi se vedi un'altra donna camminare nella tua via e ti ricordi quando c'ero io la colpa e'tutta sua il ritmo bilanciato del suo passo sono ritagli di dettagli se no perche' ti stai immediatamente ricordando proprio di me io so che un'altra donna sta inventando una frase fatta di parole come quelle che ho gia' detto mi sembra matta non credo che ti voglia cosi'tanto bene errori di grammatica lei non ne fa e senza errori non si ha mai felicita' e se farai l'amore con qualcuno fallo tacendo perche' se dici a un'altra il nome mio ti stai sbagliando non tutti hanno piacere di sentire parlare di qualcuno che non c'e' sono dettagli che fanno capire che pensi a me non dirmi che nel cuore non ti resta piu' quasi niente a furia di dettagli stai cambiando e gia' si sente la piccola scintilla fa il grande incendio
Raven In The Snow Composer(s): Bill Miller; John Flanagan Performer(s): Bill Miller
With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight
Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night
I have watched the farmer planting in his field
And known that what he sows, is there for me to steal
I take what I need, never more, never more
In the art of survival, there's no rich there's no poor
Time passes by, kingdoms come and go
I've seen it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have watched the seekers searching for their gold
The rape of the land, generations unfold
Nations of the world, their rise and their fall
I've watched it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have heard the crying, wailing in the wind
Empty words and broken promises, time and time again
Song of the sparrow, call of the crow
Echo in the mountain and the valley's below
The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away
The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray
You can separate the flock still my colors would show
I will stand out, like a raven in the snow
The Maker Composer(s): Daniel Lanois First release by: Daniel Lanois - 1989
Oh, Oh deep water Black, and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open I've run a twisted mile I'm a stranger in the eyes of the maker
I could not see for fog in my eyes I could not feel for the fear in my life From across the great divide In the distance I saw a light Jean Baptiste walking to me with the maker
My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away I'm not a stranger in the hands of the maker
Brother John Have you seen the homeless daughters standing there with broken wings I have seen the flaming swords there over east of Eden burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker
Chez Laurette
Composer(s): Michel Delpech - Roland Vincent
First release by: Michel Delpech - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
À sa façon de nous app'ler ses gosses On voyait bien qu'ell' nous aimait beaucoup C'était chez ell' que notre argent de poche Disparaissait dans les machines à sous
Après les cours on allait boire un verre Quand on entrait Laurette souriait Et d'un seul coup nos leçons nos problèmes Disparaissaient quand ell' nous embrassait
C'était bien, chez Laurette Quand on faisait la fête Elle venait vers nous.. Lau - rette
C'é tait bien, c'était chouette Quand on était fauché Elle payait pour nous.. Lau - rette
Et plus encore afin qu'on soit tranquille Dans son café y avait un coin pour nous On s'y mettait pour voir passer les filles Et j'en connais qui nous plaisaient beaucoup
Si par hasard on avait l'âme en peine Laurette seule savait nous consoler Ell' nous parlait et l'on riait quand même En un clin d'il ell' pouvait tout changer
C'était bien chez Laurette On y retournera Pour ne pas l'oublier Iaurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette