Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Snake Composer(s): Oscar Brown Jr. First release by: Oscar Brown Jr. - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
On her way to work one morning Down the path along side the lake A tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew "Poor thing," she cried, "I'll take you in and I'll take care of you" "Take me in tender woman Take me in, for heaven's sake Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
She wrapped him all cozy in a comforter of silk And laid him by her fireside with some honey and some milk She hurried home from work that night and soon as she arrived She found that pretty snake she'd taken to had bee revived "Take me in, tender woman Take me in, for heaven's sake Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
She clutched him to her bosom, "You're so beautiful," she cried "But if I hadn't brought you in by now you might have died" She stroked his pretty skin again and kissed and held him tight Instead of saying thanks, the snake gave her a vicious bite "Take me in, tender woman Take me in, for heaven's sake Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake "I saved you," cried the woman "And you've bitten me, but why? You know your bite is poisonous and now I'm going to die" "Oh shut up, silly woman," said the reptile with a grin "You knew damn well I was a snake before you took me in "Take me in, tender woman Take me in, for heaven's sake Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
September Of My Years Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - James Van Heusen Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
One day you turn around, and it's summer Next day you turn around, and it's fall And suddenly, all the springs and winters of a lifetime Whatever happened to them all
As a man, who has always had the wandering ways Now I'm looking back on yesterdays 'Til a long forgotten love appears
And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near September, the warm September of my years
As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells Now I'm watching children's carousels And their laughter's music to my ears
And I find, I'm smiling gently as I near September, the warm September of my years The golden warm September of my years
Coeur Blessé English Title: Broken Heart Composer(s): Georges Aber; John D. Loudermilk; Ralph Siegel Performer(s): Petula Clark
Cur blessé, torturé par tout le mal que tu m'as fait au fond c'était perdu d'avance il ne reste aucune chance alors adieu moi je m'en vais
J'ai le cur blessé à tout jamais il y a de quoi vous rendre fou quand on a tout perdu d'un coup adieu je m'en vais le cur gros il faut croire que c'était trop beau
Cur blessé, torturé par tout le mal que tu m'as fait rien ne pourra calmer ma peine je sais, quoi qu'il advienne je ne pourrai plus t'oublier
Richard Cory Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel; and various other artists
They say that Richard Cory Owns one-half of this here town With political connections Spread his wealth around
Born into society, a banker's only child He had everything a man could want Power, grace and style
But I, work in his factory And I curse the life I'm livin' And I curse my poverty That I wish that I could be Yeah, I wish that I could be Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory
Paper's print his pictures Almost everywhere he go Richard Cory at the opera Richard Cory at the show
And the rumours of his a-parties And the orgies on his yacht Well, he surely must be happy With everythang that he has got
But I, work in his factory And I curse the life I'm livin' And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be I wish that I could be, yea-ah I wish that I could be, Richard Cory
He freely gave to charity And had that common touch They were grateful for his patronage And thanked him very much
So my mind was filled with wonder When the evenin' headlines read That Richard Cory went home last night And put a bullet through his head, hu
But I, I, I, work in his factory And I, I don't don't dig the life I'm livin' And I don't dig my poverty And I wish that I could be Yeah, an' I wish that I could be Well, wish that I could be, Richard Cory
Ay-hey, I wish that I could be I wish that I could be Sometime, I wish that I could be A-just like a-Richard Cory Just li-iiiiiiike, a-Richard Cory A-Richard Cory
The Smiths And The Jones Composer(s): K. Twomey - A. Goodhart - I. Joseph Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen
Whos building the ships, whos buying the planes Whos manning the tanks and the guns? Its the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys sons
Who fights in the north, who fights in the south Who fights in the east and the west? Its the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys best
Oh they wont be back till they attack While theres a job that must be done
Whos sweethearts will yearn until they return And wholl be the happiest one? But the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys sons
We the people are working night and day To set the whole world free And when I say we, its easy to see that I mean you and me
Whos building the planes? Whos building the tanks? Whos launching the ships by the ton? Its the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys sons
Their aim is the same so whats in a name Theres just one desire to win And the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyve just begun to begin
Oh. They never stop till theyre on top Why theres a job that must be done
Whos paying the tax? Whos buying the bombs? Whos filling the treasury funds Its the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys sons
Right is on their side, theyll fight with pride And bring us victory
And last but not least theyll mop up in the east And then the united has won With the Smiths and the Jones And the Kellys and Cohens Theyre all democracys sons
Prends La Vie Comme Elle Vient ((Adapted from: Do What You Do, Do Well (Ned Miller) - 1964)) ((Danish Version: Gør Hvad Du Kan (Gustav Winckler) - 1965)) Composer(s): Ned Miller - Georges Aber - Claude Carrère Performer(s): Sheila - 1966
La maison de tes rêves Est en train de brûler Elle s'en va en fumée, Alors, qu'est-ce que tu ferais Si cela devait arriver?
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui Prends la vie comme elle vient C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Tu viens de faire fortune Mais dans un jeu d'enfer D'un seul coup, tu la perds Dis, qu'est-ce que tu vas faire? Te voilà dans la misère
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui Prends la vie comme elle vient C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Si ton amour te quitte Vas-tu t'avouer vaincu? Ton coeur n'en peut plus Alors que fais-tu? Ne dis pas "Tout est perdu"
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui Prends la vie comme elle vient C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Si tout cela t'arrive Avec tous ces malheurs Si tu en sors vainqueur Ce jour-là, pas d'erreur Tu auras droit au bonheur
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui Prends la vie comme elle vient C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Code Of Love Composer(s): Gary Kemp Performer(s): Spandau Ballet
He put so much into her life She took so much out of his It was a crucial assignment No-one ever asked for this It was a little confusing He thought he knew what to do But now theyre walking in silence Little girl, and soldier blue Well she wrote you a song saying that she approved But you didnt understand And when love comes along its just a catcher in the rye Its hard to make those long term plans Well its the code of love You dont understand her Well its the code of love You could never ask for more They made a certain agreement Hes bound to do what hes told He ran back home with the message Screwed up in a pocket cold She sat at home with her reason A sour note and a tear But love comes home for the season Breaking down the walls of fears Well its the code of love You dont understand her Well its the code of love You could never ask for more
Richard Composer(s): Léo Ferré Performer(s): Léo Ferré; Marc Robine
Les gens
il conviendrait de ne les connaître que disponibles A certaines heures pâles de la nuit Près d'une machine à sous, avec des problèmes d'hommes simplement Des problèmes de mélancolie Alors, on boit un verre, en regardant loin derrière la glace du comptoir Et l'on se dit qu'il est bien tard...
Richard, ça va?
Nous avons eu nos nuits comme ça moi et moi Accoudés à ce bar devant la bière allemande Quand je nous y revois des fois je me demande Si les copains de ces temps-là vivaient parfois
Richard, ça va?
Si les copains cassaient leur âme à tant presser Le citron de la nuit dans les brumes pernod Si les filles prenaient le temps de dire un mot A cette nuit qui les tenait qui les berçait
Richard, ça va?
A cette nuit comme une sur de charité Longue robe traînant sur leurs pas de bravade Caressant de l'ourlet les pâles camarades Qui venaient pour causer de rien ou d'amitié Nous avons eu nos nuits...
Richard eh! Richard!
Les gens, il conviendrait de ne les connaître que disponibles A certaines heures pâles de la nuit Près d'une machine à sous avec des problèmes d'hommes, simplement Des problèmes de mélancolie Alors on boit un verre en regardant loin derrière la glace du comptoir Et l'on se dit qu'il est bien tard...
Richard! encore un p'tit pour la route? Richard! encore un p'tit pour la route? Eh! m'sieur Richard encore un p'tit pour la route? Allons! Richard... Richard... encore un p'tit!
The Smile You Smile Composer(s): Van Morisson Performer(s): Van Morrison
The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes O baby, in the whirlpool of them I can be in paradise
I go roamin' in the gloamin ever and a day with you O yes we will, I go roamin' in the gloamin' ever and a day with you
O baby, and sit between the stars and say That's my point of view
O yes - I, I, I, I, I love you I, I, I, I, I love you
In the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray O yeah, in the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray
O yeah, and chase the coloured the grass Around us in the same old way
I, I, I, I, I love you, baby I, I, I, I, I love you, O baby
The Seine Composer(s): Irving Burgess Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; The Four Preps
One night along the river at Saint-Germain-des-Prés I first met my beloved at a small sidewalk café We walked along the river, the shadows passing by But we only saw each other, the shining water and the sky
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
Standing there across the river, mid sound of horn and tram In all her quiet beauty, the cathedral Notre Dame And as we passed beside her, I said a little prayer That when this dream was over, I'd awake and find you there
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
We walked along the river, 'till dawn was coming nigh Beneath the Eiffel Tower we said our last good-bye There on that splendid morning, I left you all in tears And the beauty of that hour will shine within me through the years
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
The Seine, the Seine When will I again meet her there on the Seine?
Coda Di Lupo Composer(s): Massimo Bubola; Fabrizio De André Originally performed by: Fabrizio De André Covered by various other artists
Quando ero piccolo m'innamoravo di tutto correvo dietro ai cani e da marzo a febbraio mio nonno vegliava sulla corrente di cavalli e di buoi sui fatti miei sui fatti tuoi
e al dio degli inglesi non credere mai
E quando avevo duecento lune e forse qualcuna è di troppo rubai il primo cavallo e mi fecero uomo cambiai il mio nome in "Coda di lupo" cambiai il mio pony con un cavallo muto
e al loro dio perdente non credere mai
E fu nella notte della lunga stella con la coda che trovammo mio nonno crocifisso sulla chiesa crocifisso con forchette che si usano a cena era sporco e pulito di sangue e di crema
e al loro dio goloso non credere mai
E forse avevo diciott'anni e non puzzavo più di serpente possedevo una spranga un cappello e una fionda e una notte di gala con un sasso a punta uccisi uno smoking e glielo rubai
e al dio della scala non credere mai
Poi tornammo in Brianza per l'apertura della caccia al bisonte ci fecero l'esame dell'alito e delle urine ci spiegò il meccanismo un poeta andaluso - Per la caccia al bisonte - disse - Il numero è chiuso
E a un Dio a lieto fine non credere mai
Ed ero già vecchio quando vicino a Roma a Little Big Horn capelli corti generale ci parlò all'università dei fratelli tutte blu che seppellirono le asce ma non fumammo con lui non era venuto in pace
e a un dio fatti il culo non credere mai
E adesso che ho bruciato venti figli sul mio letto di sposo che ho scaricato la mia rabbia in un teatro di posa che ho imparato a pescare con le bombe a mano che mi hanno scolpito in lacrime sull'arco di Traiano con un cucchiaio di vetro scavo nella mia storia ma colpisco un po' a casaccio perchè non ho più memoria
Rich Girl Composer(s): Daryl Hall Performer(s): Hall & Oates; and various other artists
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl but it's gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway Say money but it won't get you too far Get you too far
And don't you know, don't you know That it's wrong to take what is given you So far gone, on your own You can get along if you try to be strong But you'll never be strong 'Cause
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl and it's gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway Say money but it won't get you too far Get you too far
High and dry, out of the rain It's so easy to hurt others when you can't feel pain And don't you know that a love can't grow 'Cause there's too much to give, 'cause you'd rather live For the thrill of it all, oh
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl and it's gone too far 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway Say money but it won't get you too far Say money but it won't get you too far Say money but it won't get you too far Get you too far
And you say You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money You're a rich girl, a rich girl Oh, you're a rich rich girl yeah Say money but it won't get you too far Oh, get ya too far
The Smile I Live For Composer(s): Christine McVie Performer(s): Christine McVie
It took a lifetime to find you And now I want you to stay Oh, I dont mind you can do anything You can love me night and day
When you are there Just to know you care Brightens up a starless night Your smile is all that I That I live for And I dont know What I did before
Your smile Your smile Makes it all worthwhile Then you changed it around Dont let your little baby down You were the only one Thought I had you on the run But now I guess its me Begging you- begging you
When you are there Just to know you care Brightens up a starless night Your smile is all that I That I live for And I dont know What I did before
Your smile Your smile Makes it all worthwhile Then you changed it around Dont let your little baby down You were the only one Thought I had you on the run But now I guess its me Begging you- begging you
Don't be fooled by what you see I'm just an ordinary man So many years I've sacrificed my needs So give the gentleman a hand I can make you look the other way I know exactly what you'll see It never ceases to amaze What you're watching is my dreams But oh if you want some more All you have to do is ask Oh you think you've seen it all But I always save the best for last I was alone until I learned The security of illusion I can't explain but you must observe The security of illusion But oh if you want some more All you have to do is ask Oh you think you've seen it all But I always save the best for last Now just look into my eyes I've found the way Through the confusion That's why I've lived my life Safe inside the security of illusion The security of illusion The security of illusion The security of illusion Oh if you want some more All you have to do is ask Oh you think you've seen it all But I always save the best for last Now just look into my eyes I've found the way Through the confusion That's why I've lived my life Safe inside the security of illusion The security of illusion The security of illusion I was alone until I learned The security of illusion I've found a home and it's safe and sound The security of illusion I can't explain the security of...
I'm a young married man and I'm tired of life For years I've been married to a poor sickly wife She does nothin' all day but to sit there and sigh Wishin' and prayin' that she-ee could die
A friend from the village was talkin' one day I told him me wife was a-fadin' away He afterwards told me that she would get strong If I got a bottle from old Doctor John
Well I bought her one bottle to give her good cheer The way that she drank it you'd swear it was beer I got her a second, and it went the same I think she's got cod liver oil on the brain
Oh doctor, oh doctor, oh dear doctor John Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong I'm afraid of me life I'll go down in the soil If me wife don't stop drinkin' your cod liver oil
Well it gave her good cheer and of that there's no doubt Each week she got better and then she got stout And as she got fatter of course she got strong I think there's a devil in old Doctor John
There's bottles and bottles all over the house But as she got strong I'm as quiet as a mouse I've got to the stage if the kettle should boil I'd swear it was singing of cod liver oil
Ribbons Of Blue Composer(s): Keith Forsey Performer(s): Boney M.
Ribbons of blue Remind me of you Ribbons of red Are the way that my heart bled Memories so clear Are still ringing in my ears So I wanna send to you My ol' ribbons of blue
Ribbons of blue Now remind me of you Ribbons of red Are the way that my heart bled Memories so clear Are still ringing in my ears So I wanna send to you My ol' ribbons of blue
Got me a ribbon Bright blue ribbon for my hair Made me a promise Now I know he didn't care Touched by his first kiss Fooled by his first song The way he led me along With my ribbons undone
Ribbons of blue Now remind me of you Ribbons of red Are the way that my heart bled Memories so clear Are still ringing in my ears So I wanna send to you My ol' ribbons of blue
Sad for me baby So bad for me baby, oohh Hard on me baby So far from me baby, oohh
Ribbons of blue Now remind me of you Ribbons of red Are the way that my heart bled Memories so clear Are still ringing in my ears So I wanna send to you My ol' ribbons of blue
Blue ribbon dreamer Came with words that sounded right Took me dancing Held me close and Held me tight Fooled by his first kiss Touched by his first song The way he led me along With my ribbons undone
Ribbons of blue Now remind me of you Ribbons of red Are the way that my heart bled Memories so clear Are still ringing in my ears So I wanna send to you My ol' ribbons of blue
The Secrets That You Keep
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
Performer(s): Mud
Oo-oo-oo-oo the secrets that you keep
I've only got myself to blame
I played a losing game
I lie awake and call your name
Our love is just a picture in a broken frame
It seemed so hard for me to share
It's even harder now that you're not there
(Now baby)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep
(Oh baby)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep
I lie awake at nights not knowing where you are
You know it don't seem right
That you could be so far away from me
Oh the secrets that you keep
Since you've been gone our worlds have grown apart
Now I don't know what's in your head or in your heart
Those little things you kept so secretly
Well they don't mean much to you now
But they mean so much to me
If you could give me just one more chance
I'm the fool who broke up our romance
We used to have so many plans
Then I went and let you slip right through my hands
I'll go searching till I find
A way to get you back and make you mine
(Until then)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep...
Coconuts Composer(s): Joan Baez Performer(s): Joan Baez
Coconuts sitting in my hand Remindin' me of my island man And my island man sitting in his hut Dreamin' about my coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea I remember you, I remember me Coconuts dancing in the sand And I'm in love again with my island man
Coconut milk is like a stream That comes from the mountain pure and clean And the man he comes to drink it up Never tires of the taste of those coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea I remember you, I remember me Coconuts dancing in the sand And I'm in love again with my island man
Coconut flavor sweet and mild Remindin' me of my island child And my island child all grown up Out in the carnival of life jugglin' coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea I remember you, I remember me Coconuts dancing in the sand And I'm in love again with my island man
